Taking time to reflect I noticed the fluidity, the constant flow of the life giving water.
I feel the need for a rest in this strong current. Holding on to something seemingly solid.
The hairy petals of a protea are cuddling together before the storm.
Others are ripe, ready to let go with the next wind to find new places.
Table Mountain is rising above, solid and strong.
I see a perfect image of a tree of life, anchored deep in the dry earth.
Among the dry grass I find tiny juicy flowers.
For some creatures the world is just spiky.
Others celebrate life and new birth like a hibiscus flower.
Life, a constant flow like the breath, in and out, up and down.
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